Wednesday, November 25, 2020

In Thanksgiving for Mothers

 A mother’s love is all we bring

 

A mother’s kiss

Her welcome smile

Her gentle touch

Brings forth the child

 

We all were once

This little one

Who needed her

To bring us home

 

It is her love

Heals the wound

Every injury

Her hand has soothed

 

We come to her--

our song to sing--

but find a mother’s love

is all we bring

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